FF – A Portal of Faerie Make
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Sandra Crook.
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Copyright Sandra Crook
It is said that some trees provide access to other worlds, even allowing entry to the faerie realm itself, a place of magic and wonder.
Thus, one dark and windy night two adventurers, with all due reverence, approached such a tree, fearful yet excited. What miracles awaited? What riches of body and soul?
The first reached out, tentatively, his companion nodding encouragement. Eyes wide, scarcely breathing, he touched the tree, almost a caress, reciting the ancient spell.
Then gave it a shove. Then a bit of a kicking.
“Arse. It’s just a tree.”
“Bollocks.”
“Pub?”
“Yeah.”
And as they walked away the tree crept up and dropped a branch on them! Jest not with the faerie tree! 🙂
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Just because it’s not granting them access, doesn’t mean it’s not the real deal 🙂
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Good choice of action. What a lovely tree though. It really should have worked!
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Yes, it definitely looks like a faerie tree to me.
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Haha! Did they read the spell off a toilet wall in the pub they were in earlier? Looks like they were already drunk before approaching the tree.
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I think they might have! The tree’s probably in the pub car park.
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They got away lucky.
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Yep, they just don’t realise it.
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Ha, loved this, exactly my kind of story to read. Wonderful 🙂
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Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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The tree obviously did not appreciate the shoving and kicking. 😜
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It’s never going to let them in after all that abuse 🙂
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Seems like the tree knew them to well.
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I reckon it did. No entry!
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Wonderful change of pace, D-Man. You’ve done it again 😀
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I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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The answer to all unsolved problems is always the pub. Or the bar. The total solution.
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Always and everywhere.
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Hahhhaha. A great twist and a very fun read .
You are gifted.🙂
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I’m glad you liked it! Thanks for your lovely comment 🙂
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Didn’t spend too long attempting to secure entrance to the other world then? It was ever thus. ;
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One quick go, then down the pub 🙂
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Some people might think they had already spent too much time at the pub before they tried to use a tree as a portal…
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In their minds it’s a solemn moment. To a casual observer it may have seemed otherwise as they staggered out for a smoke and saw the tree…
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Quite a comical farse, which while humorous is actually sad as well. Thanks for posting and allowing me to read and share my thoughts.
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I’m glad you liked it, and thanks for reading and commenting.
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Made me laugh. And it made me imagine the tree taking vengeance of some kind–like prompting a bird in its branches to relieve itself on their heads 🙂
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Ha, yes! That’ll teach them to go around kicking faerie trees 🙂
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Ha, ha. It happens. Perhaps the faeries are choosy. 😀 — Suzanne
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Yes! Quite why they assumed that just because it wouldn’t let them in it wasn’t a genuine faerie tree, I don’t know 🙂
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Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
Choosey faeries indeed.
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Thanks 🙂
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Dear Ali,
My guess is that they found more ‘magic’ at the pub. 😉 Or maybe the tree held out on them because it didn’t like being kicked.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Probably both 🙂 They don’t seem worthy.
Ali
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A sensible thing to do. Mine’s a pint guys!
Click to read my FriFic!
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The pub’s the best place for them!
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Haha! Bummer.
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Yep! Though the pub’s probably a better option than wandering around faerie land 🙂
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To the pubbe, for some magyckal beere!!! 😀
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And verily, alle beere is magyckal beere 🙂
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Well, they gave it a good try. When magic doesn’t work, the pub is an excellent next option.
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Less of a consolation, more of a result 🙂
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i think they should have been more patient. then again, it probably saved them from harm. 🙂
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Yes, I don’t think they were cut out for meeting the faerie folk 🙂
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The faeries locked the portal, obviously!
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Yes. And closed the curtains and switched off the lights until the pesky humans go away 🙂
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Does the tree grow on the Craggy Island? Sounds like Father Jack sneaked out of the house in the dark 😉
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Ha! And Dougal is for some reason in cahoots with him 🙂
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Yes, by the sound of it 🙂
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Oh, my, those two could have found themselves in deep trouble with the faeries. (No on dares to mess with the elf abodes on Iceland for fear of reprisal.) Perhaps their beer will turn into something quite nasty… Love the way you completely changed the mood of your story in those last few lines! 🙂
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Thanks, I went to a lot of trouble trying to squeeze an air of mystery into the first 80 words or so.
If they drink enough of the beer, they won’t care if it’s nasty or not 🙂
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I thought they had been coming from the pub! 😀
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They’re certainly acting like they did 🙂
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Ha! Ha! So they headed yeast instead. A pub is great place to start.
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Hee! When in doubt, head to the pub.
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Well told, Ali! those two must have read all the Narnia books when they were young. Reality is a cruel beast!:)
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And they had such high hopes 🙂
I’m glad you liked it!
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I think if they spend enough time at the pub they will be able to spot all the faeries they want.
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It can be their consolation prize.
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That tree is no dummy!
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There’s no way it’s letting those two idiots in.
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Bloody love this!! 😂
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I’m glad 🙂 Just a pair of your average portal-hopping wannabes…
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